As soon as her first love called, my wife didn't even have time to sign the consent forms. She left our son lying in the operating room and ran out of the hospital.
"Couldn't you even sign the forms?!"
My wife clutched our son's body and sobbed inconsolably.
I was still dazed. It wasn't until they lifted the white sheet and I saw Yan Yan's pale face that I remembered: he was my son.
